Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

Trying to create a next world war, he found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor, he said I never engaged in this kind of thing before, but yes I think it can be very easily done.

In the fury of the moment/ I can see the Master's hand In every leaf that trembles, in/ every grain of sand.

I don't need your organization, I've moved your mountains and I've marked you cards, but Eden is burning. You better get ready for elimination or else your hearts must have the courage of the changing of the guard.

Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land where justice is a game.

He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich.

The dirt of gossip blows into my face and the dust rumors cover me. But if the arrow is straight and the point is slick, it can pierce through dust no matter how thick.